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Blue cop hated himself. He really did. Imagine having to live while having 3 other personalities inside you. Not like in a possessed way. Like, they're apart of you.
He always hated having to look in mirrors. Like he despised his face or something. And hallucinations. Oh, don't get started on that. He loved his family sure, but what he wasn't sure of was the fact that they weren't real.
Ugh, he hates having to deal with people recognizing him as Echo. He wants to leave those days behind.
Are you saying you want to forget me?!
I, in fact, do want to forget you. Or, at least, him. He really hates this body. Misgendering is another thing. Is it really that hard to use correct pronouns on him? It doesn't help when the other parts of him disagree with this.
Aren't we biologically female?
Oh, shut it Melodii! I know. Not that he wants to change identities. If anything, he wants to NOT change his identities again. It's more of like an unspoken secret. He stays with the whole male thing cause of a misunderstanding.
It would've been better if you stood up to yourself then.
I didn't exist then. You did. That part was your fault.
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At this point he just wants to kill himself. How glad he is to have a house instead of sharing one with 7 people. The other three being his identities of course. He lays on his bed and ponders, was all of this part of fate? The many times he had lost his family or anything he was happy with, or the many times his identities has been changed, was it all supposed to be? Did he need to run away when so many people crowded over him? Did he want to be saved when he danced in fire? Did he want to change his name? Did he want to have the only thing he's good at be taken away from him? Did he? The answer was always no. Yet he never said it. Maybe one day, his identity will be revealed and he will finally be able to live as herself.